Asphalt

Asphalt

I hear the dogs
I scent them all
I hold my hand against the wall – it will fall
Inside the maze
Who knows my face
I took my pill and I am ready for the race

I crossed the border, and I won’t be late
I blessed the asphalt and I’m ready for my faith

They dark indeed
They bleed at me
They hunt like I forever not cannot be free
I’m standing tall
I will not fall
Without resistance, come on, hear the final call

I crossed the border, and I won’t be late
I blessed the asphalt and I’m ready for my faith

They knocked me down
But I’m not down
I’m standing taller and the war is far from over
I tossed the bait
Come lick my hand
I am the dog that owns the dogs beneath my name